My Dog Life |
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Joey and me got ourselves something every dog dreams of, a yard of our very own! We really lucked out. My mom and dad picked this house just for us! Okay, okay, part of the reason — I’m guessing maybe a big reason — they picked this house is because it has its own fenced in yard. Now Joey and I can go romp around outside whenever we feel like it.
This yard thing is huge for dogs like us. We are both shy, as you know, and running around outside in a safe place brings out a whole ‘nother side of us. It’s a good side too. When we lived in our city apartment, my mom had to pick me up out of bed most mornings to go for my morning walk. Joey would sometimes hide in his crate. Now, we’re running down the stairs in the morning straight to the back door practically bouncing up and down.
We have some dog neighbors here too. There’s a little dog next door named JuJu. JuJu likes to bark at us so we bark back when she’s (or he?) is outside. Luckily JuJu isn’t out too often. There are also two BIG dogs who live in the yard behind us. I was afraid of them at first but then I overheard one of them is named “Hershey” and what could be bad about that? Hmmm, unless that’s a play on words as in Hershey’s chocolate, chocolate is bad for dogs. Nah, I think it’s because the dog is chocolate colored. The big dogs have big barks so I do my best attempts at a big bark right back at them. Joey’s bark is quiet but he tries. My parents aren’t too crazy about the barking but at least it’s not constant. Am I right?
There is one small issue with our yard. After we raked up the leaves, we discovered the yard is mostly dirt and crabgrass. This doesn’t really bother me so much because I’m a dog and my motto is, “the dirtier the better” but coming into the house with muddy paws is a no no. Needless to say, us pooches have to get our paws wiped down after trips outside.
Adjusting to neighborhood/suburban life is going well. I am quite the versatile pooch.
Neighborhood Watch. Beware of the Dogs.
Who says moving isn’t fun? What could be better than a full on bed in the living room? And one last question…how many dogs can you spy?
P.S. This was taken a couple weeks ago after our first night in our new home. Much to my disappointment, the mattress is no longer in the living room.